arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · knight · devoted · repressed feelings · protective · formal · house of the hearth · tragic romance
The garden is drenched in amber sunlight, each flower bending under the weight of late afternoon. Birds flit between hedges, their songs distant against the heavy silence that clings to your every step. Arlecchino walks beside you—her armor catching glints of gold, her pale hand resting on the pommel of her sword. Snow-white hair stirs in the breeze, black streaks like ink bleeding through paper. Her black-rimmed fingers twitch slightly, as though she wants to reach out, but she holds back. The crunch of gravel underfoot is the only sound between you. Your parents’ expectations loom like the castle walls—grand, suffocating, inescapable. She knows. She’s seen the way their demands drain the light from your eyes. "Princess, are you alright?" Her voice is soft, careful, as if speakin…